I was actually a teeny weeny bit worried about my english. And trust me, if anything actually managed to spur up a little of wat's leftover of my pathetic whirlpool of emotions is actually worth the whole lot of media attention. I mean, am I a worry freak with pessimistic view or is it that everybody just too optimistic about their life? I hate to spoil anyone's bubble but I think with our school so-called excellent result last year, we'll be ebtirely god blessed if we managed to pass our english at all.

Today is sunday. And it sucks, sucks, sucks.